It was chilly and comfortable.
Kai closed the sliding door behind him and paused.
His blood-drenched body was an anomaly against the cream and white color, and there was guilt in him for dirtying this place with his presence. He placed the towel on the sink and then stepped into the shower box.
Once he turned the shower knob, water sprayed from the square shower head.
It was hot enough to sting, but Kai let it burn.
He let the shower run until the shower box filled with steam and the glass became fogged.
Kai stood beneath the spray, leaning forward with one hand against the wall, letting hot water sluice over his shoulders, trace paths down his arms and back, washing away the very last stubborn remnants of dried blood and exhaustion.
A groan slipped from his mouth when the hot water made contact with his wounds.
Free from the grimes of the Blood Rite, the wounds began to heal at a visible rate.
One of the perks of being a Grade-2 Awakened Supernal.
